The Unpaid Intern – Part 1

After three years of sleeping with my professors, principal and even the college trustee (Teacher’s Forceful Submission), I failed one subject in my final exams – English Literature.

Luckily, principal Aadab, who was very close to me, mediated the situation. She called English Literature professor Meghna for some settlement. Professor Meghna, a strict woman of pride and principle, agreed to give me grace marks on the condition that I work as an unpaid intern for her.

I immediately agreed without understanding the conditions. I was just happy to get a degree and get employed immediately. A week passed by after graduating and I had still not started working for Meghna ma’am.

At 5 in the evening, I got a call from her, she said, “Where are you, fucker? Come to my place to start your work. I am messaging you my address.”

“Okay, ma’am. I’m coming right away!”

I left my house immediately and reached her place which was at the other end of the city. It took me more than an hour to reach Meghna Ma’am’s residence. Her house was a cosy 2-BHK apartment. She welcomed me inside and took me to one of the bedrooms, which was her ‘office’ space.

“Ma’am, you never told me what your startup is. What work do I have to do?”

“Umm, ya. But first, stop calling me ma’am. This is a startup. You can call me Meghna.”

“Yes, Meghna, tell me about your startup.”

“Don’t laugh, darling. I always wanted to write novels and be an author. So, I have started writing an adult erotic novel. I want you to read it and improve on it since you were the king of sex in college.”

“So this is like 50 Shades of Grey?”

“Hmm…ya, but with an Indian twist.”

Meghana gave me a laptop with her notes and left me alone in the room. It was already 9 in the night. I asked Meghana if I could leave for the day and work tomorrow morning. She smiled and said, “No baby, your shift is for evening and night. During the day, I am at the college.”

I had no other choice and started reading whatever she had written. Just going through it made me horny, and I badly wanted to sleep with my boss Meghana. I started jerking, thinking about her.

She suddenly entered the room and saw me holding my dig bick. She slapped me hard and said, “What the fuck are you doing? You are supposed to work, not jerk!”

“Sorry, ma’am, your story was so impactful. It made me jerk thinking about you!”

“Darling, I was not going to let you fuck me so easily, but looking at your dick, I must give you a chance.” Meghana quickly latched the door and hugged me and said, “Baby, make your Meghana cum. Missionary or doggy?” I replied, “YES,” and she smiled.

I was quick to remove Meghana’s nighty. She was wearing no underwear. She lay on the bed, waiting for me to do the magic. I was about to put on a condom. She stopped me and said she wanted all-natural sex, and I obliged.

My dick went inside Meghana, and it felt like a big achievement for me. She was the only teacher from my college I had not slept with.

“Darling, go deeper, aah,” She moaned.

“Meghana Ma’am, thank you for having sex with me. I love you.”

“Chutiye, this is only a one-time thing.”

I kept riding Meghana for quite some time and then cum in on her. She enjoyed it, but I could not make her cum. Meghana was a little annoyed and slapped me for not making her cum.

I said, “Darling, give me one more chance. I can make any lady cum when I fuck her doggy style.”

“Sure, let’s do this. But if you can’t make me cum this time, no more sex with me.” That was the motivation I needed.

Meghana and I shared our first kiss. It felt awkward for a 22-year-old boy to share a kiss with his 36-year-old teacher/boss. But the world is filled with such awkward relationships.

I gently removed Meghana’s rubber band and opened her hair. Her brown-coloured, wavy hair was so perfect to put my hands on and caress. Meghana’s boobs were like melons, firm but soft. I enjoyed sucking them. By this time, Meghana was all wet and ready for the action.

I touched Meghana’s feet and took her blessing for successful sex and also licked the legs in the process. Meghana bent over the study table, giving me access to her pussy. I quickly entered her pussy and started gently going in and out.

I took her long, wavy hair and started riding her like she was my horse. I could sense that she was enjoying it by her moans which were quite loud.  She was moaning so loudly that her husband, who was sleeping in the next room, came and knocked on the door.

To reduce the moaning noise, I stuffed Meghna’s nighty in her mouth and continued fucking her. She, too, was enjoying it. Her husband left after hearing no noise.

“Do you like it, Meghna?”

“I am loving it, baby. I am cumming. I am cumming.”

Meghna came when my dick was still inside her. I could see the satisfaction on her face. She moved ahead and removed my dick from her. She bent over and ordered me to give her a facial. I obliged and came on her face. She licked some and then went to the bathroom to wash her face.

After coming back from the bathroom, her face was glowing. Meghna smiled and said, “I was a fool to not fuck you earlier. But anyways now I have you whenever I want since you are working for me. I love you, my sex boy!”

“I love you too, my sexy lady boss.”

She smiled, put on her nightie, and said, “Tomorrow, be present at 6 over her and start working. We will have sex at night from 10-11 till midnight. Then your working time ends.”

“Okay, ma’am”

Before leaving, she handed me a thousand rupees and said, “This is for the good times you gave me. Now go before I fuck you again!” We kissed goodbyes, and I left her house.

Anyways, It was late at night, and I headed home on my bike. During the ride I was thinking about Meghna and our growing love. I went home and slept with my maid, Sejalben. (read my story Chachiji MMS). She had been eagerly waiting for me the whole day.

What happens next between my lady boss Meghna and me? Read the upcoming stories to know more.